Woohoo, another chapter! This is definitely the last one for at least two weeks though while I am in wintry Melbourne and Adelaide! (I am from the north of Australia and it is pretty warm here so it will be a shock for the system.)

Shoutouts go to: Sugarplumjellygum, werewolfatemyphoenix, lucyybella, NotSoPerfectWizard, xxxBekaForEvaxxx, good-couples, xXHarryPotterXx, hoeoverbros, DecemberDove, ForbiddenLove7, ihearthp96 and raincaster. You guys are totally awesome!

By the way, we have a winner for the little competition... congrats xXHarryPotterXx! The line was indeed from a Monty Python skit called "Election Special". Here it is in context:

Cleese: Well there we have the first result of the election and the Silly party has held Leicester. Norman.

Palin: Well pretty much as I predicted, except that the Silly party won. Er, I think this is largely due to the number of votes cast. Gerald.

Chapman: Well there's a big swing here to the Silly Party, but how big a swing I'm not going to tell you.

Palin: I think one should point out that in this constituency since the last election a lot of very silly people have moved into new housing estates with the result that a lot of sensible voters have moved further down the road the other side of number er, 29.

Cleese: Well I can't add anything to that. Colin?

Idle: Can I just say that this is the first time I've been on television?

Cleese: No I'm sorry, there isn't time, we're just going straight over to Luton.

Poor Colin gets that a few times in this skit. I promise it's hilarious when you actually listen to it :)

I have a vague memory of promising a prize - so, besides the eternal satisfaction of getting my obscure reference first, xXHarryPotterXx gets ... this text cookie! (::)

Go on, eat it.

By the way, this prompt was really hard. Seriously, how are you supposed to fit a guitar into a story about wizards? *rants*

31. Guitar
Monday

A pair of wide blue eyes peer around the door, followed by a curtain of blonde hair. Luna can see the kitchen is empty but the sounds of a shower running are drifting from the bathroom. She ducks inside while she has the chance.

As she leaves a note on the table Luna laments what seems to be an irreversible split between her two friends. It took a few days for Ginny to open up and tell her the whole story, but now Luna doesn't know whether they'll ever reconcile from this.

It wasn't just the strawberries. In fact, it reminds Luna of a boy she met in a Muggle pub she often visited; a struggling musician, he hadn't been able to afford new strings for his guitar. Instead he'd kept playing the old ones, which got harder and harder to keep in tune, until one had broken, and he couldn't play at all.

Ginny had been much the same. Her relationship with Harry had demanded more and more energy with little in return, but she'd kept pretending that everything was normal instead of trying to resolve their problems, until she'd simply snapped under the pressure.

Luna hopes it isn't too late for Harry and Ginny. She's never been in love with anyone in her life and has tended to hold Harry and Ginny up as proof that true love really does exist. If two people who seem made for each other cannot stay together, what hope does she have?

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